"Anna..."

Elliot stood up from the ground with pain in his face.

He did not complain about Xia Ren pushing him away, but instead asked worriedly: "You have been affected by the painting and can't continue to watch."

Xia Ren had not recovered from the fear of knowing the truth, his limbs trembled and his heart was pounding.

He watched Elliott pushing against the wall, but was still worried that he would be more calm.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now."

Elliot coughed twice and waved his hand: "You don't need to apologize to me. I shouldn't be approaching at will when you are mentally unstable, which scares you?"

Xia Ren looked at his expression and sighed in his heart.

It only took a few hours to meet, and he was so tolerant of himself, and I really don't know why.

"Since Pickerman is not here, let's leave quickly." Elliot suggested.

Xia Ren's emotional change just now made him feel a little uneasy, especially when he looked at the last painting, the expression on the other person's face was shocked and overtime, just like he had seen a real demon from the painting.

Xia Ren nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly found a suspicious point.

There are paintings and easels in this room, but there are no tools for painting.

There is no brush or pigment, as well as the liquid that blends the pigment.

It seems that this is just a place to store paintings, not a real studio.

A thought came to mind: Pickerman's studio is not here, but elsewhere.

In the dark, something seemed to guide him, moving his eyes to the corner of the room, where there was no wall light, and in the rich darkness, there seemed to be some terrible secrets hidden.

A faint sound came from my ears, as if there were many people talking in a low voice, the sound came from a certain direction.

Xia Ren opened his eyes wide, and a crazy look appeared in his eyes, and his steps were uncontrollably walking.

He came to the darkness, stroked the cold and wet walls with his hands, and accidentally touched a door.

When he got closer, he saw that it was a wooden door. Because it was too long and the basement eroded moisture, the door had begun to decay. The gullies on it were as dense as the wrinkles of the old man. At the same time, the sound he had just heard disappeared behind the door as he approached.

"Anna!"

Elliot's almost roaring voice finally came into Xia Ren's ears, which scared him.

Xia Ren turned around and found that Elliot had run to him at some point. His eyes were filled with fear.

"What's wrong?" He was a little confused, as if he was suddenly woken up while taking a nap, and he was a little slow to react to everything around him.

Elliot's voice trembled and said, "You suddenly walked towards this side, and no matter how I called you, you didn't respond, as if you were confused by the devil."

He almost begged tone and grabbed Xia Ren's arm: "Let's go. From the moment I entered the basement, I felt something was wrong here. When I came with Pickerman before, I didn't feel this way at all. Now I even suspect that the rumors outside are true, and there are really evil spirits wandering around here."

Xia Ren looked at his frightened expression and the trembling hands holding his arms, and the thoughts in his mind were a little confused for a moment.

His physical instinct told him that he should follow Elliot's advice and leave here immediately, because the two of them were signs of being contaminated at this moment, and he could no longer think calmly at this moment. If he continued, perhaps both of them would die behind this door.

But the reality does not allow him to retreat here.

He still remembers that he was in an ancient dream, and everything in front of him was not a real reality. He clearly knew that his purpose was to put himself in the most dangerous situation, and to try to find and understand those existences that were unimaginable with the body of a human being.

To put it to extremes, he came to seek death when he entered the ancient dream.

After simply rectifying the mixed thoughts in his mind, the madness in Xia Ren's eyes was gradually replaced by firmness.

He took Elliot's hand, took it away from his arm, then pushed open the door in front of him, and walked in without saying a word.

The dark passage quickly swallowed his back, and Elliot stood there and gritted his teeth.

There was no light around, Xia Ren groping through the wall and soon felt like he had arrived in another room.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from behind him, and a cluster of shaking flames.

Xia Ren turned around and found that Elliot was chasing him with an oil lamp.

Seeing his somewhat surprised expression, Elliot squeezed an ugly smile and said, "You can't throw you here alone. If something happens to you, I will have no shame to appear in front of Pickerman again in the future."

This sentence seems to be an explanation, and it seems to be him persuading himself,

In fact, Elliot has been calling himself stupid on the way he walked to relieve the pressure in his heart. But at this moment, he saw Xia Ren in front of him, and his complaints disappeared and felt that everything was worth it.

"You can go."

Xia Ren said.

He was telling the truth, he could take risks, but there was no need to pull others together. Although he knew that this was a dream, the scenes and people in the ancient dream were too real, just like the real world, and he could not ignore the life and death of others.

Unexpectedly, when Elliot heard this, he looked into his eyes and suddenly asked, "Are you worried about me?"

“…” Xia Ren.

He really didn't understand what this guy was thinking.

Could it be that he came here because he had a good impression of himself? But it was completely unexplainable. The fear on his face was not a disguise when he was in another basement just now. It would be too far-fetched to say that it was simply because of the favor between the opposite sexes that could overcome great fear.

So it's really like he said, in order to be able to report to Pickerman?

Having no idea, Xia Ren simply stopped caring about these things.

The two of them explored the new basement with the help of an oil lamp.

Compared with the room just now, this place is obviously much more spacious. Pickerman's real studio is indeed hidden deeper. This room has furniture such as sofas and painting tools. In addition, Elliot even found a diesel generator, and the connecting lines on it extend to the entire room. After starting the generator, the light bulb on the ceiling lit up.

The two of them finally didn't have to endure the light of the oil lamp, and after leaving the dark environment, their mood was no longer so depressed.

With the lights, they finally saw the whole picture of the basement. It was a room with an area of ​​about 40 or 50 square meters, and there were several doors on the four walls of the room, most of which were locked, and they didn't know where to lead.

In the corner of the room, Xia Ren saw a well.

It was a wellhead built of stones. Because the wellhead was covered with moisture, the stone was covered with thick moss, making its overall appearance dark green.

This well is exactly the same as the scene in the painting I saw at Pickerman's house.

He approached the wellhead and gradually felt a cold wind blowing from the front of his skin.

Not long ago, standing at the stairs in the basement, he felt wind blowing from below, which means that the basement is not a completely sealed environment, and there must be other passages leading to the outside world.

Now it seems that the well in front of me may be connected to somewhere outside.
Chapter completed!